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On the mountain road leading to Jinghu, he felt that what Yu Zuochi said was a ridicule from the winner.

But after discarding the Poison Belly Sword and leaving the mountain road, he felt more and more that Yu Zuochi's words made sense.

When he had the Poison Belly Sword, he had to practice regularly every day, spend a lot of time cooking herbs to improve his ability to resist toxins, and then he had to adapt to the toxins of the Poison Belly Sword every day...

Once he lost the Poison Belly Sword, he suddenly realized that there was a lot of extra time every day.

He found that he had ignored many things in the past and missed many things in his life.

He saw a lot of things he hadn't seen before.

Before he knew it, he found that using other swords was also very strong, and he was even stronger than before.

Originally, it was not the Poisonous Belly Sword that made him stronger, but the Poisonous Belly Sword that bound his life like shackles.

Until today, when he saw Guo Qiujue using his sword like this, he suddenly became enlightened.

He really understood why Yu Zuochi had to use his sword to bet on that day and must make him give up the Poison Belly Sword.

At this point, he finally understood why Yu Zuochi was able to impress those sword masters who were even stronger than him at the Jinghu Sword Meeting.

Because Yu Zuochi not only truly saw his own people and his own swords, he also truly saw the swords of the sword masters and those who participated in the Jinghu Sword Club.

It was at this moment that he admired Gu Liren who was no longer in the world.

Because he admires Yu Zuochi.

And Gu Liren is probably the sword master that Yu Zuochi admires the most in this world.

Just based on what Yu Zuochi said at the Jinghu Sword Meeting, it makes people understand that even in front of Yu Zuochi, Gu Liren's achievements in swordsmanship are an insurmountable mountain in front of Yu Zuochi.

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Several carriages were walking towards Tun.

Just bypassing another bend and bypassing the hill ahead, there will be a straight road leading to Tunliu.

The people in the carriage did not see the fire.

The people on the hill saw the fire emitted by the Han Di sword master before his death.

There are hundreds of people staying in the dense forests on the hills.

These hundreds of people are as quiet as if they are dead

Like, they even breathed softly, and even if some insects stayed on their bodies and bit their skin, they didn't move.

These people don’t know the meaning of the fire, but they know that there must be something wrong.

But no matter what happens, as long as the upper peak does not pass new commands to them, they will strictly follow the previous commands.

The order they accepted was to attack these carriages and kill everyone in them.

The carriage came without any rush and finally arrived in front of the hill.

With a low shout, these people who were motionless like dead people suddenly began to run down the hill like tigers. They only took a few breaths to shoot all the feather arrows in the arrow bag behind them.

In front of them, the arrows turned into falling rain of arrows, and the sound of breaking through the air was as if countless ghosts were passing through the air.

When the rain of arrows fell on the carriage, and when the blood light burst out on the body of the horse pulling the carriage, the person who rushed in front had already rushed down the hill.

No one died in the dense rain of arrows.

Everyone in the carriage used the carriage as a shield with a tacit understanding. They hid in the carriage, and in such an attack, they were definitely not ordinary people who could deal with such a storm of arrows without any panic in the slightest.

However, the steps of all these people rushing out did not stop at all.

A cold light suddenly appeared in their hands.

Accompanied by the roars squeezed out of their throats, these people used their power in the last ten steps.

Their bodies flew one by one, and the cold light in their hands gathered in the air like flying snowflakes, slashing towards the people behind the carriage.

Blood continued to burst.

There were constant sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Blood is constantly throwing.

However, all the dead were these people who rushed down the hills.

These people were fearless and rushed forward on their companions' bodies fearlessly. However, a more rapid sword light pierced through their bodies, and then pierced through their companions' bodies behind them without any sluggishness.

...

On a slope far from this hill, two men in civilians watched such a fight.

Although these two men were dressed in a normal manner

The common people, but their figures are particularly strong, and the unique cold aura on them even makes the common people feel hard, just like the armor they usually wear.

"General Meng."

The younger man on the left looked at the constant splashing blood, and his face was filled with anger and regret. "Why do you know that these people are blocking here? You know that they are dying, why don't you stop them in advance? How innocent are they? What's more, they are all the best soldiers in my Daqin. These people shouldn't die here."

The man beside him, whom he called General Meng, watched the killing indifferently. He seemed to have no emotional weapon at all, but said slowly coldly: "Because the government and the public need to know such things, we have no right to judge right or wrong. Moreover, these people did not accept our orders, how can we stop them? And they would not sacrifice for no reason. Their lives will be used to awaken many people, and their lives will be used to remind many people that such things will not happen again in the future. The meaning of their sacrifice is to avoid more outstanding soldiers dying like them."

The younger man on the left stopped talking and fell silent.

This is a completely one-sided massacre.

Although these border troops lying ambushed on the hills are all elites, if they want to kill the powerful practitioners in the carriage, they must cooperate more exquisitely.

In the border army, to deal with a certain number of practitioners, different arms need to be equipped with different armies.

These people were originally part of the power in ambushing like this, but the private army that should have arrived could not come at all. In this way, these people became victims of the imperial power struggle.

But he could not refute the words of his up-square general.

Even if those private troops that were not originally registered arrived today, even if countless casualties were killed or injured, there would not be many people in the government and the public. After all, for many people, those private troops are no different from the guards and bandits.
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